Vanilla with Extra Nuts

Victoria Blisse

Description

She's just a vanilla girl until she finds her perfect toppings... Megan is slowly falling in love with Adam until he confesses he's seeing a guy behind her back. She thinks the relationship has been ruined until the night she indulges in a threesome with the man she loves and Simon, his lover. As much as she enjoys being sandwiched between the two men she's not sure the arrangement can last. So Megan has to decide. Can she come to terms with sharing the man she adores with his male lover or will she have to say goodbye to her soulmate forever?

Sujets

• Erotic literature

Informations

• Publié par: Andrews UK
• Date de parution: 19 février 2013
• Nombre de lectures: 2
• EAN13: 9781782347019
• Langue: English

Extrait

Title Page
VANILLA WITH EXTRA NUTS

By
Victoria Blisse



Publisher Information
Vanilla With Extra Nuts
Published in 2012 by Andrews UK Limited
www.andrewsuk.com
This book is sold subject to the condition that it shall not, by way of trade or otherwise, be lent, resold, hired out or otherwise circulated without the publisher’s prior written consent in any form of binding or cover other than that in which it is published, and without a similar condition being imposed on the subsequent purchaser.
The characters and situations in this book are entirely imaginary and bear no relation to any real person or actual happening.
Copyright © Victoria Blisse 2012
The right of Victoria Blisse to be identified as author of this book has been asserted in accordance with section 77 and 78 of the Copyrights Designs and Patents Act 1988.



Chapter One
“Oh, how I’ve missed you,” Adam moaned as my lips wrapped around his cock.
I smiled then pulled away from his crotch. “Well, you do insist on going off to HappyMart three so often, dear. I can’t be chasing half way across the country just to fuck you as much as I’d like to.”
“Oh, I know, darling.” He brushed my hair with his hand as I lazily lapped at the head of his red, eager cock, “But they have no manager there right now. The assistant is doing his best, but until I appoint a new manager, I’m going to have to be there a lot. I’m sorry.”
“It’s all right, baby. I understand, but I do like to tease you sometimes.” I ran my tongue down from the tip to the base of his dick and licked across his balls. I traced my fingers down his thighs and back up again. He lifted his hips and I slipped a hand beneath his bottom and squeezed.
“Butt slut,” I hissed as he moaned, then I slipped my lips down over his straining erection. I’d missed my lover greatly over the past week, but school had kept me busy. Being a teacher is not as easy as many people like to think it is. I was glad to have him back, though, as my fingers were beginning to tire and I needed some real sexual satisfaction.
As I slid my mouth up and down his tasty rod, I insinuated a finger between his buttocks. He eagerly gasped as his cock disappeared into my mouth and my finger slipped to his anus and began pressing inwards. I continued to suck on him as my finger slid deeper. His cock throbbed and he whimpered. His hips bucked up and down, working himself onto my finger and into my mouth.
I had to pull my lips away because I knew he was close and I was not ready for him to come yet.
“You like having my finger in your arse, don’t you?” I whispered excited by this newly discovered kink.
“Yes, I do,” he panted, thrusting onto my finger, desperate for stimulation.
“I bet you’d love it if I fucked your arse wouldn’t you? Maybe I should buy myself a strap-on. Maybe next time you come home I’ll fuck you?”
“Oh, fuck yes,” he groaned and I slipped my finger from his butt.
“Well, right now, you’re going to fuck me. I need your dick in my cunt.”
He loved it when I talked dirty. I loved it too. It made me feel sexy and as far from being a prissy school ma’am as it is possible to be. I lifted myself to my knees and straddled one over one hip then as he brought his legs together I slipped the other soft, rounded thigh over the other hip. I was hovering just above his hardness, my plump, juicy pussy just a slight hip thrust above him.
“Fuck me,” he begged and lifted his hips. Our eyes locked and I smiled wickedly at his erotically pained look.
“With pleasure,” I whispered and as he held his cock in place I slid down. We gasped, moaned, then closed our eyes in sync with each other and let the rhythm of lust enfold us in its sexual embrace. I moved as if in a trance. Hypnotically I lifted and pushed down my bum to push him in and pull him out of my pussy, the friction making me mewl with delight and my pussy muscles clench with pleasure.
Dropping my arms next to his shoulders, I leaned forward briefly for a hot, urgent kiss before slamming back down on his thick erection. My sex pulsed with mini orgasms as I moaned and cursed and thrust all the harder. He gripped my hips and his nails dug in as he got closer and closer to coming.
“Yes,” he growled as he filled me, “Yes.” He thrust again, his cock spurting inside of me. “Oh fuck, yes,” He groaned, stilled and I stopped thrusting.
“Mmm, I do love it when you fill me with your cum,” I gasped and lifted myself over to fall back on the bed beside him. “I love how it all slips and slides around my fingers when I slip them inside my used cunt.” He rolled onto his side and faced me and I showed him what I meant. With two fingers I pressed inside myself. I could hear the sticky squelch as I moved them and enjoyed the creamy caress of our juices mixing together inside of me. I pulled my fingers out with a groan and moved the sticky slick digits to my clit. I buzzed with pre-orgasmic energy and as he trailed his fingers up the inside of my thigh each tickle was magnified and the journey they took up to the juncture of my thighs was exquisite torture.
He slid two fingers inside of me and I moaned. He hooked his leg over mine and buried his face in my neck where his lips traced patterns over my shoulder and up my throat. The combination of his tickling kisses on my favourite erogenous zone, his body pressed against me, and his fingers within me brought me quickly to my peak. I rubbed harder, my legs vibrating as my orgasm built then erupted powerfully from my body. He clung onto me as I bucked and cursed and thrashed in my ecstasy. When I calmed, he pulled out of me and, taking his fingers to his mouth, licked them clean.
“Mm, we taste good together,” he whispered.
“We feel bloody good together as well,” I exclaimed and he nodded. Our laughter mingled as we cuddled up together. “You know, men I’ve been with before have been really weird about touching or tasting their own come, even when mixed with my juices. I dunno, I guess they thought it made ’em gay or something.”
“Men are weird,” Adam said with an emphatic nod of the head. “I don’t mind it at all, but then maybe I’m not typical as I’m bi. I like the taste of come as much as I love the taste of pussy juice.”
“You’re bi?” I asked, a little surprised but not particularly shocked.
“Yes,” he replied, “didn’t you know?”
“No,” I said. “It’s not really come up in conversation, has it?”
“No, it hasn’t.”
There was a moment of awkward silence. I didn’t know what to say. Everything I could think of sounded sarcastic or twee in my own head.
“You’re all right with it, though, right?” he asked after a moment of waiting for me to talk.
“Oh yeah. Least I think so. I mean, it’s not like you’re going to go off and cheat on me with some bloke just ‘cause you fancy guys as well as girls, is it?”
And we had only been together for three months. It wasn’t as if we were man and wife or something.
“Ah, well, maybe I should confess something to you while we’re on the subject,” he said, his posh shop manager voice coming into play. I began to worry. It was the voice he used to deliver bad news to customers and staff. “I’ve been seeing a man as well as you.”
“Oh,” I said, a stab of intense pain ripped through my stomach. I pulled my arm off his body and pushed it down in front of mine to create a barrier between us.
“I should have told you, Megan. I’m sorry. It’s just I didn’t know how to broach the subject and I didn’t want to ruin what we had.”
“You should have told me,” I said, still in shock. “I thought I meant more to you than that.”
“You do, Megan, oh you do. I love spending time with you, I love fucking you, being with you.”
“But you were still off fucking a man behind my back. Is it better with him? Am I just your token girlfriend or something?”
I moved from shocked to angry. He’d lied to me. I thought we had the start of something special, but he’d been fucking someone else all along.
I rolled over and put my back to him, I didn’t want him to see the scalding tears that rolled down my cheeks unbidden.
“Oh, it’s not like that,” he sighed, and I felt him shift onto his side, the bed creaked a little as he moved. “Please, Megan, I didn’t mean to upset you. Damn, I should have told you upfront, I’m sorry about that. You are the most beautiful woman I know. Your curves are divine. The moment I saw you in the club that night I was intoxicated. I couldn’t keep my eyes off you. You are all woman and that is what drives me crazy with desire. I don’t want to lose you.”
“Are you going to stop fucking around behind my back?” I hissed, trying hard to lie still, my unladylike sobs made it difficult to stop my abundant body wobbling.
“I’m not fucking around,” Adam sighed, “but I don’t see why I can’t be with you both.”
“Well, in that case you can see yourself out. I can’t share you with anyone else.”
“Not even if I tell you he’s bi too and he thinks you’re gorgeous.”
“No. You betrayed me Adam.